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thewritetofreespeech · 2 years

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Toru kirishima x reader

Toru Kirishima x reader + suits

“Yaeka-chan, don’t you think it’s time for bed?”

The tiny red head shook her head. Continuing to draw her fourth picture of the evening. “Nm-hm. Not until Daddy and Kirshima get back.”

You giggle a little as that had been her same answer for the past hour.

It wasn’t often that you had to babysit Yaeka in Kirishima’s place. It was rare that his attentions needed to be taken away from his primary duties as her guardian. But, every now & then, Kirishima had to fulfill his duties as first lieutenant of the Sakuragi family. It must have been something important to pull both him and Sugihara away for the evening with their master. Of course, they didn’t tell you what the something was; just that they would be back later and hope that this wasn’t too much trouble.

It wasn’t, as Yaeka was a very good girl. In fact her only complaint of the evening was refusing to go to bed while she waited up for her father and friends. She’d already bathed, ate her dinner and vegetables, done her homework, brushed her hair. It was clear she was ready to go to bed the second they got home, but not a minute before.

You honestly couldn’t say no to her with how persistent she was being and that adorable, serious pout as the men in her life kept her waiting.

The distant sound of the front door opening & closing peeked Yaeka’s interest immediately, and she listened for a moment before shuffling up and bolting out of her room. “Oh? I guess their back.” You muse to yourself as you get up and follow after her; at a much more adult appropriate pace.

“Welcome back Daddy! Kirishima!”

“Yaeka? What are you still doing up?” Sakuragi-san asked. Nearly drowned out by Sugihara’s whines of ‘I’m here too!’.

“She wanted to wait up for you all to come home.” You reply, as you come up behind Yaeka and put your hand on her head. “Apologies. I know it’s a little past her bed time, but since it wasn’t a school night I thought it wouldn’t do any harm.”

Sakuragi-san seemed to ponder this for a moment before he nodded once in approval. It was done now. Plus, you could tell he was stoically excited to see his daughter before she went off to bed as well.

“Yaeka-chan! Yaeka-chan! Look! I got you some yummy cakes from the reception. They were really tasty, so I wanted you to have some!” Sugihara exclaimed. Inserting himself into the conversation and offer the box (and his love) to the young lady.

“She can have cakes tomorrow.” Sakuragi-san announced. Deflating Sugihara’s spirit and attempt to win Yaeka over. “Right now it’s time for bed. Come on Yaeka. I’ll tuck you in.”

The little girl beamed and took her father’s hand as he walked her back to her room for bed. It was an incredibly touching scene.

You turn back around to find Sugihara gone (probably off to put his rebuked cakes in the fridge for tomorrow) and you alone with Kirishima. “Thanks for watching her. I’m sure it’s not how you wanted to spend your evening.”

“Don’t…” You stammer out as you feel your face flush. “Don’t mention it…”

“What’s the matter?” Kirishima asked. Eyebrows jutting up over his glasses curiously. “You’re acting weird.”

“N-Nothing!” You lie horribly, but apparently Kirishima wasn’t going to stop staring at you until you told him what was up. “You…it’s just I’ve never seen you in a suit before.” His eyebrows jutted up higher, with a confused ‘hn?’. “You look….nice.”

The blunette seemed taken aback for a moment, before he smirked in typical Kirishima way. “You think I look nice hn?” You growl lightly, and bat Kirishima away as he leaned in teasingly at you. “Well, maybe I’ll wear this next time we go out. I have to thank you for watching the little lady after all.”

“You don’t have to thank me for that.” You tell him. Cheeks still pink.

“Maybe I want to.” You can feel your pink cheeks getting even redder with that smirk pointed towards you. “Let me walk you to the train station. We’ll talk about where we want to go on the way.” He opened the door for you and walked you to the station, just as he promised.

You kept glancing over at him, with that tint on your cheeks, and Kirishima kept teasing that if he knew his suits had this much of an affect on you, he’d have to wear them more often.

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enigma-and-oasis · 4 months

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KiriKami NSFW Prompt: Learning how to sub while topping (aged-up Eijiro Kirishima x aged-up Denki Kaminari)

"You'd get on your knees to suck someone's cock if told to do so, right?" The dirty-blonde's question struck an erotic cord within Kirishima, instinctively licking his lips at the thought of getting on his knees to suck someone's cock. Or primarily, Kaminari's cock.

"I'd be down to give head and let them use my mouth like a fleshlight. I would always reward my subs when they did what I told them to do." Kirishima huffs out, a bashful smile on his face. It's true, he's done far nastier and filthy things as a dominant top and the memory of those scenes were making his dick hard.

Kaminari was staring him down like prey. If Kiri wants to look for a dom, he'd be willing to have Kiri be a sub top for him and have his way with him. Burying his cock in that warm mouth, spanking and tasting his ass, and riding him until he's overstimulated. "So you'd sub for a power bottom and let him use you?"

The lustful tone rolling on Kaminari's tongue made the air hotter, and Kirishima uses his toned forearms to wipe his sweat from his face. That gray tank top wasn't doing him any justice for his godly physique. A tank top Kaminari wants to rip off and shove it in the red-head's mouth while he does what he pleases.

"Why, you know someone who's dominant and a power bottom?" Kirishima chuckles, and the dirty-blonde just stands up before walking in front of Kirishima, his sneakers grazing Kirishima's bare feet.

"You wanna know what it feels like to be submissive? Let's start off with that mouth of yours." Before Kirishima could respond, Kaminari grabs him by the hair and plants his face over the dirty-blonde's clothed cock.

#bnha #bnha smut #kirikami #kirikami smut #kirishima eijirou smut #denki kaminari #kirishima eijirou #denki kaminari smut #ooh boy #i am not okay #this is going to be good #steamy

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blushinggray · 1 year

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i'm sorry i just can't stop thinking about kirishima's big, fat balls after the new horikoshi sketch

nsfw // cw: blow jobs (quite explicit), slight cock/balls worship

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you. fucking. love. pajamas.

you love them. not only are they the most comfortable clothes on earth, they also automatically amplify anyone's appearance — whether it be cute, sexy, cozy, or anything. the pure comfort of being in your most relaxing clothes gives anyone confidence to be themselves.

but the main reason you've grown so obsessed with pajamas and loose comfort clothes is because of kirishima eijirou. and how fucking sexy he is when his dick is showing through his pj's.

he doesn't even notice, because he's just used to living life with a fat, heavy dong hanging between his legs. when he's lying on the couch in his gray sweatpants, innocently scrolling through his phone, he's completely unaware of how clear his dick print is against his thigh. or when he just hangs around in his briefs in the summer, he doesn't notice that one of his big ol' balls is hanging out of the side of one leg hole until it starts chaffing him when he walks.

it used to drive you a little crazy, just being haunted by the clear and palpable presence of such a huge, monster cock and its two bulging, heavy sidekicks. just the sight of them when he'd walk out of the bedroom in the morning would have you salivating. but eventually, you started to get a little more comfortable with voicing your wishes.

your wishes usually involved getting on your knees between eijirou's big, strong thighs and sucking as much cum out of his balls as you could in one go. or two.

you never had such a deep enjoyment for oral pleasure until you started living with eijirou and seeing him in his natural habitat. every time you saw that dick print, or a rogue ball hanging out, or just found him sleeping naked because he was too tired to get dressed after a shower, you mouth would just suddenly start to feel empty. like it just needed to be filled with something thick, heavy, and a little bit musky.

eijirou has all of that and more. and when he comes home one evening with this new outfit that he was given from a photoshoot for the new year, he proceeds to tell you your new favorite thing in the world; that his balls were so big and fat and juicy that they just kept slipping out of the leotard he was asked to wear.

obviously, you're paraphrasing, but you asked him to try it on anyway to let you see. and by god, was he cute.

he was so cute in the mirko costume with the bunny ears and the rabbit boots and the fluffy little tail, and his big smile really just made the entire look even more precious.

those balls, though.

god, they are just fighting for their lives to stay inside that little gusset of fabric. if he worked hard enough, he could tuck them in and secure it all with tape — as he learned from some makeup artists who also worked as drag queens before, apparently — but just wearing the costume by itself, it was really only a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen.

you can't stop staring at them. the thick, flushed, veiny bulges of skin just spilling out of the fabric of that leotard. the length and shape of his dick is so very clear tucked against his stomach, almost kissing his belly button. and just how thick and hardy his thigh muscles are, framing that perfect, teasing view.

you're salivating.

"baby? you alright?" eijirou's voice pipes up.

"i will be." you push him back to sit down in the armchair in the room before sinking to your knees, bringing one hand up to gently squeeze around the sides of his balls jutting out of the gusset with just a few fingers, "once i get these in my mouth."

his slight protests eventually turn into amusement, which eventually morphs into little moans as he lies back and lets you kiss along the length of his dick through the leotard. with your hands holding his hips to keep him in place, you wrap your lips around his tip the best that you can through the tight fabric to suck on it.

it's just cotton, luckily, since it was simply a visual replica of mirko's real costume, but it's still thick enough to be a bit challenging. though for eijirou, it only seems to stir him up more as your spit starts to dampen the fabric all along his shaft as you move downward. especially when it starts to grow in size underneath it.

once you're hunched low enough to dig your face in to reach his balls, you suck from one side. you try your best to just suck and lick to pull one ball out from it's fabric trap with just your mouth, but you end up having to use your hand to tug at the gusset in the end anyway.

which works for you, because now you've freed both of his massive balls and can yank the fabric to the side and out of the way. they're hefty enough to keep the fabric out of the way on their own, and that makes you so wet just thinking about it.

you suck heartily on those lumbering, fleshy, golfball-sized nuts, savoring both the delicious weight of them in your mouth and eijirou's moaning as his fingers dig into your hair. your own hands grip and squeeze at the muscles of his thighs, keeping your grip on reality as you lap as his balls like dog at a water bowl.

"augh, fuck..." eijirou groans, unable to take the tightness any longer as he pulls the front of the leotard to the side to let his dick out, too.

it springs forward like an animal that's been caged, landing right on your cheek since you're still busy slurping below the base. you're tempted to keep at it just to tease eijirou and enjoy yourself a little longer, but you already see what's leaking from his tip making its way down along his shaft.

it's a long way down, but the sight of it, glistening under the light of the room has you rising back up on your knees, your tongue dragging up wide and flat along the way. and you perform a little dance with your tongue around the dribbling head for a bit, taking your time to drag your hand up and across his thigh to find a grip at the base of his cock.

he's so thick and sturdy and reliable. you already know from experience that his balls aren't as big as they are for no reason. it takes more than just a couple orgasms to empty him out for a night, which really lets you work on your art form — blowing him — because you know he still has it in him to keep going.

you take a tight hold around the base, squeezing as hard as you can as you start sinking down because you know he likes it. you stop about two inches down and suck around that upper section for a bit, giving him playfully innocent eyes as you do. then you drag your lips back up until you can just pucker around the tip, tickling his slit with your tongue before sucking down once more.

this time, you go just an inch lower, sucking there for a few second before slowly dragging your hollowed cheeks back up to do the same thing. eijirou lets out a pained, fighting groan but holds his hips still like a good boy, letting you enjoy yourself. you pump your hand along the bottom of his dick to praise him a bit before sinking right back down again, this time to the halfway point.

honestly, it's his own fault for having such a long, juicy, whale cock like this. this process wouldn't take nearly as long if he had a normal-sized dick. he'd save himself a lot of torture if he wasn't blessed with such a wonderful toy for you play with.

several minutes later, when eijirou is pretty much dripping with your saliva and his own precum, you finally start picking up the pace. he lets out a surprised grunt when you start pumping faster with your fist and massaging his balls in your other hand. and when you start bobbing your tightened mouth around the top half of his cock in tandem with your fist, his moans long and loud, his fingers gripping hard at the roots of your hair.

"yes, baby! god, yes! you're so fucking good at this." he huffs as he watches you, breathless as he sinks deeper into the armchair.

you hum appreciatively, sucking all the way up until you pop off of his tip with a cheeky smile, "it's 'cause i love your giant, heavy balls, eiji." you reach down to give each one a little kiss. "and this fat fucking monster of a cock. i love every inch of it." you hum again as you close your eyes and make a show of licking up the length of him.

"holy fuck." he groans again, pulling his hands back so he can comb his fingers through your hair again, pushing it all away from your face so he can get a clear view of you, "you are so pretty when you're just worshipping my cock like that. you really like it that much, huh baby?"

you hum in agreement as you start bobbing again. you eventually let your hand rest at the base of his dick again so you can focus on swallowing as much of him as you can. which is always quite the challenge because he already hits the back of your throat before you're halfway down his length.

as many times as you've done this, you've still never been able to take him all the way. you'd probably kill yourself trying, but it's honestly part of the thrill of it all now. you try your best every time to go further than you did last time, but your threshold is usually just about when you can kiss your own fist at the bottom.

but you make do with what you can, sucking tightly around the length of him as you choke yourself on his dick. the saliva comes out in waves now, as eijirou's head continues to gag you until your eyes start rolling back and tearing up.

but you can't stop. you can't get enough of this beautiful, perfect dick that just feels like it was meant to fill your mouth and throat until you suffocated from it.

"yeah, baby. god, yes baby. i fucking love you and that perfect little mouth." eijirou cries out, in both lust and adoration, "god, i wanna be inside you all the fucking time. just stuff you up with my fat ass cock and balls that you like so much, huh? how'dya like the sound of that? yeah? yeah, baby..."

eventually, you put your hands on eijirou's hands and press them harder against your head, your usually signal for him to start face fucking you.

he lets out a knowing chuckle as he stands back on his feet and tightens his grip, "alright. i gotchu, pretty baby. ready for me?"

you hum as you grip onto his thighs for support, more than ready to get your face fucked in until you're completely ruined. and eijirou pulls through for you, as he always does.

his grip is immovable and his pace is just harsh enough to leave you helpless to the throat pummeling you get from his hips. though not harsh enough to leave you without room to breathe. it took him a few tries to learn the right balance between the two, but now he's all but mastered it, and knows exactly how to bruise your throat up.

and those balls. fuck, they're so fucking heavy and thick, you feel like you get an extra pounding on the outside of your throat too when they smack against you so fast.

your face is just dripping with tears and spit now as you just take this face pounding and try to hold onto consciousness until he's done. which really doesn't take all that long, after all the teasing you did to him. it's only about a minute or two later that eijirou tells you he's coming.

and the second you feel that hot liquid hit your throat, you pull away to catch it all with an open mouth so eijirou can see it land on your tongue before you swallow it.

"god, look at you..." he groans as he pumps himself through it, using his cum to paint a picture of you, "so fucking gorgeous."

whatever lands on your face, you just leave it there as you clean up the residual cum off of eijirou's dick with kitten licks. and of course, give his balls a couple of kisses just for fun before you finally pull away.

eijirou laughs — a very sated noise — after you wipe any remaining cum off your face with the tissue he handed you, taking off the bunny ears to place them on your head.

"maybe you should wear this outfit next, and i can fuck you in it." he suggests.

you laugh back as you adjust the headband atop your head, "i like that idea."

— fin —

#kirishima eijirou x reader #kirishima eijirou #bnha x reader #drabble #no beta #all the twt fanartists are really just feeding me so good rn 🙏#ngl tho my first choice of bunny boys would def be deku bc of /those thighs/ but god... these captions #hori really has us all by the throats. thank you goat sir 🙏🐰#mine

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ihatebnha · 2 years

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kiri's babies always being naked is so 😭😭 bc ik for a FACT kirishima is mostly ALWAYS naked (just wearing his boxers) and he's so unfazed when they take off their diaper and clothes, he just smiles at them and lets them run around like SIR????? also dressing them up must be so horrible 😭😭 they'd move and kick around so they won't have to wear clothes and kiri is like "just let them be naked" "EIJIROU WE'RE GOING OUT IN PUBLIC?!"

bakugo 🤝🏻 kiri when it comes to having naked babies. And all things considered, bakugo was probably the one to teach kiri the confidence needed to be naked in the first place, so... bakugo 🤝🏻 kiri when it comes to being naked in general, too.

But literally, SO TRUE. And honestly, it's making me laugh bc Kiri's all smiles about it until you start asking what's gonna happen if they get cold, or trip, or need to lay down... then it's all pouting and sad eyes even though he KNOWS you're correct.

("i promise you can be naked as soon as we get home, bud. Momma's rules :'((" as they scream like it's not his fault, too!!!)

all things considered, though... the fussiness about clothes probably isn't even that bad because YOU can always seem to manage the bouncing... he just doesn't try very hard because he doesn't want to risk upsetting them, and thinks being naynay is okay LOL (a win for both sides).

Still, people always know when it was his turn to dress the kids when he shows up at the supermarket with one in just a diaper and strappy slippers, and the other wearing the most random pieces of clothing in the world.

stop this madness.